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We have not yet been able to track this patron's whereabouts, but rumors say they're wandering through the woods reclaiming time lost through solitude.

Some also say they occasionally catch glimpses of their pen tethered with the feather of an ostrich and see scripts of the darkest ink flowing within pools of gold in their sleep.

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